"Ignore her, Malcolm. Be still while she gets the feel of it."The girl's protests subsided, only to revive again when Mrs. Gracely told Malcolm to pre...s in farther."Please stop. He can take me anyway he wants, but not there. Stop, Malcolm." Continue, Malcolm. She'll appreciate this later. Every girl protests loudly the first time, but the second time they only whimper and by the third time they beg for it. All the way in, Malcolm. And then hold her there."The oily prick slid the rest of the way. "How do you taste, baby?" I asked softly. "Pretty good, I bet." I decided to taste for myself. She felt my tongue run lightly across her whole slit, before my lips found her clit and I began to suck. "What are you doing?" She screamed. "Stop it!" I stopped briefly and said, "Am I going to have to gag you?" "Stop it! Let me go! You can't do this!" Clearly the answer is yes," I said. I flipped her onto her back and knelled over her face. I pulled my hard cock out of my shorts and pushed it. He slaps the head of his member on my pussy. My soaked flower rejoices in the attention, rolling my hips so it can hit my clit while he does it. When it does manage to make contact, I tremble hard. All too soon he stops, taking his now soaked cock and presses it against my ass. I relax my muscles, taking slow breaths as he starts to enter into me. My ass is lubed with my own juices and even the oil. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as I know it can. He is slow and gentle with me. We don't often. One day Ken had four of his friends over and he wanted them to meet his sexy slut wife. He brought her out with just a robe on and then took the robe off. Her tits were huge and the guys just stared. He grabbed a tit and played with the nipple as he told them how much they fucked every day and night. Then he sat down and pulled his cock out and sat her ass on his big meat and she spread her legs showing her pussy and as his cock went deep in her ass he fingered her cunt. Then he told the first.